Black Orphan Asked Millionaire for Help — He Laughed: "Play Violin, I'll Consider Adopting You"

Black Orphan Asked Millionaire for Help — He Laughed: "Play Violin, I'll Consider Adopting You"

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"On whose authority?""Mine." She held his gaze for three full seconds. Then she walked away.Hartwell drained his champagne. He set the empty glass down too hard. Bradley noticed."Problem, sir?""No.""Sir, with respect, if there's an issue with the program, I can speak to Mrs. Wilson.""There's no issue, Bradley. There's a process. The process is the applicants stay on the page. They do not show up in person and breathe on the donors.""Understood, sir.""They are line items. They are not guests.""Yes, sir."Hartwell signaled for another champagne. Devon, the waiter, brought it without speaking.The retired senator leaned in. "How much does the foundation give out a year now, Charles?""Eighteen million.""And the program?"Hartwell smiled, finally. "The program gives out four. It receives sixty in pledged donations."The senator chuckled. "Beautiful."

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